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When warm air rises, seeking the sun,

cool air rushes in to replace it.
That’s the way of the world. Joy and youth and love flow ever upward. What they leave behind is the cold consolation of the wind.

– A Memory of Wind (2009),
Rachel Swirsky
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Format QuotePosted on November 16, 2009December 7, 2019Author VegaCategories quoteTags mythology, on sorrow and longing

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